Chapter 95 Finale (1)

Li Fenglan slowly walked down from the long sword. At this time, the Xinwu Mountain was covered with snow, and of course Li Fenglan’s feet were also covered with snow.

With a soft “creak” under her feet, Li Fenglan finally stood on the snow of Xinwu Mountain.

Seeing this, Cheng Huang also jumped out of Li Fenglan’s arms.

After it became smaller, its paws gently left a few small paw prints on the ground, which looks very cute.

It was at this time that Ling Buyan suddenly said in Li Fenglan’s ear: “In order to establish a tower of Yi, I went to various places in the Three Realms to look for spirit guides. I didn’t expect that even though I didn’t find what I wanted by the Styx River, But I saw clusters of foggy plums here.”

Li Fenglan quietly listened to Ling Buyi’s words, while looking into the valley of Xinwu Mountain.

The foggy plums here are completely different from those in the snowy Meizhou.

They are not cultivated by a certain person, but are born naturally.

The branches of every Wumei tree are weather-beaten, and every Wumei is in full bloom.

Speaking of this, Ling Buyan suddenly stopped and smiled and continued: “So I thought at that time, after you come back, I must tell you about this place, and you will definitely like it here.”

While the two were talking, Cheng Huang had already run far away, and Li Fenglan saw that the sky was full of misty plum blossoms, and Cheng Huang’s footprints, which were also like snow plum petals, were printed on the snow.

“I’m afraid Meng Linzhou won’t be able to plant the foggy plums in the snowy Meizhou.” Ling Buti smiled.

Li Fenglan smiled while walking forward with Ling Buyi, he nodded lightly and said: “Meng Linzhou has been digging the soil for so long in the snowy Meizhou, apart from digging big holes in the ground, what else is there to do?” The trees are not fed.”

Speaking of this, Li Fenglan suddenly remembered how she felt when she saw the traitor burn the plum blossoms for the first time in “Taoist of Sleeping in Heaven”.

It is no exaggeration to say that Li Fenglan wished she could rush into the book immediately and expel that traitor from her sect.

Wait a minute… When thinking of this, Li Fenglan, who was walking forward with Ling Buyi, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

At the same time, even the smile slowly froze on his face.

“What’s the matter with Fenglan?” Seeing this, Ling asked Li Fenglan with a frown, and seeing Li Fenglan’s appearance, Cheng Huang, who was concentrating on making footprints on the ground, stopped.

Li Fenglan’s eyes could not help but fell on the tree in front, and then slowly clenched her fists.

At this moment, a plum blossom fell from the branch and just passed Li Fenglan’s forehead. Suddenly, the Dao seal on his forehead seemed to come alive.

Li Fenglan remembered a very important thing…

What is the relationship between this world and the book called “Taoist in Sleeping Heaven”?

“Master,” he took a deep breath, slowly turned around and looked at Xiang Ling, and said all the thoughts in his mind just now, “I suddenly remembered something just now.”

Perhaps it was because Li Fenglan’s expression was too serious, and the smile on Ling Buyan’s face gradually disappeared.

He nodded lightly to Li Fenglan, and then under a huge misty plum tree not far away, a small case and two futons appeared.

“Sit down and talk.” Ling Buyi nodded.

“Ok.”

Chenghuang was originally a ferocious beast born in Xuanbing, and he naturally liked this kind of scene. But after seeing Li Fenglan and Ling Buyi sitting down, Cheng Huang hesitated for a moment, and jumped into Li Fenglan’s arms.

For a while, the valley of Xinwu Mountain was so quiet that only the wind was left.

Li Fenglan looked at the small case Shangling never tired of conjuring the teacup out of nowhere, after a moment of silence, she finally raised her head.

But this time, Li Fenglan did not directly tell Ling Buyi what happened back then, but instead asked: “Master, do you know that it is written in ancient books that when people talk about the inside of the Yi Pagoda, what is their consciousness?”

Seeing Li Fenglan suddenly become serious, Ling Buyan already realized that the other party’s problem is not far away.

And hearing him say “Talk about Yita”, Ling Buyan also fell silent.

After a while, Ling Buyi shook his head lightly and said, “I don’t know.”

“Master doesn’t know?” Probably because he was used to Ling Buyi’s omniscient appearance, after hearing what he said, Li Fenglan couldn’t help being a little surprised.

Ling did not tire of smiling, he stroked Li Fenglan’s hair and said, “Of course I don’t know everything.”

This sudden suddenness made Li Fenglan’s cheeks flush slightly, he coughed twice, and turned his gaze to the side.

After catching the information in Ling Buyan’s words, Cheng Huang, who was nestled in Li Fenglan’s arms, suddenly became excited.

“Tsk tsk. Of course Ling Buyan doesn’t know a lot of things,” Cheng Huang said to Li Fenglan in a soft childish voice as if showing off, “For example, he doesn’t know about our beast clan. If Fenglan wants to know If so, just ask me!”

However, Cheng Huang’s small calculation failed.

Hearing what it said, Li Fenglan just shook her head with a smile, she didn’t seem to understand the gossip of the beast family.

Seeing that Ling did not tire of thinking for a moment, he continued: “Although there is a talk about Yita in ancient books, but before you, there is no one who has lost his soul in this world and has successfully condensed his soul.”

Is that so…

After Ling Buyi said this, Li Fenglan also remembered that there are many monks who have lost their souls in this world, but there are really no monks who are lucky enough to live again like themselves.

“What’s wrong?” Ling Buti asked, “The thing Feng Lan suddenly remembered has something to do with Tan Yita.”

“En.” Li Fenglan looked at Ling Buyan who was sitting opposite her, and nodded solemnly.

Li Fenglan once thought that he would never tell anyone about this in his life, but now, he has no hesitation in his heart.

Even if this was once the biggest secret he buried in his heart.

“Before I was reborn… that is, when the soul was talking in the tower, I once went to a place.”

Having said this, Li Fenglan suddenly became nervous.

He remembered one thing—both himself and Ling Buyan were once the favored children of heaven, and he once thought that he held his destiny firmly in his hands. Afterwards, they were harmed by the Dao of Heaven respectively.

But knowing that one’s own destiny was “arranged” by the Dao of Heaven, and knowing that everything in this world is just a “novel” are two completely different concepts.

“Where?”

“A… place that doesn’t belong to this world, and I’ve never heard of it before.”

Not of this world?

Chuxuan Immortal’s ancestral mausoleum is not tiresome, perhaps he is the person who knows the world best, not only was he able to find this piece of misty plum blossom forest hidden in the upper reaches of the Styx River, he even stayed in the endless purgatory for a while.

He doesn’t know where there is a place that “does not belong to this world”.

While speaking, Li Fenglan slowly clenched the teacup on the small case. He encouraged himself in his heart, and finally spoke out.

“Master, I saw a book, and that book is called “Taoism of Heavenly Sleep.” When she said this, Li Fenglan stared at Ling Buwei without blinking.

Seeing the frowning movement of the other party, Li Fenglan was finally sure that Master really did not know the existence of this book as she thought.

He said: “Books? All I know is that there is a huge stone in Tianmian Palace, on which I carved these four characters.”

“Yeah,” Li Fenglan nodded, “Yes, but the book I’m going to talk about has nothing to do with that stone.”

Before speaking, Li Fenglan thought about how she should organize her words. After opening his mouth, under the urging of some inner strength, he directly said all the things he knew in one breath.

Li Fenglan said: “That book seems to be written by another person in a world completely different from ours. The ‘protagonist’ in the book is my junior brother Lin Chaochen.”

Hearing this, even Cheng Huang opened his mouth slowly, and looked at Li Fenglan with a dull expression, while Ling Buyan nodded, his eyes became extraordinarily deep.

Li Fenglan continued: “The novel called “Taoist in Heaven” is naturally written around the experience of my junior brother Lin Chaochen. Most of the story happened thousands of years ago. My… the story of my obsession, which makes people in the world burn.”

“People who have read that book say that I am the ‘villain’ in it, and my ending in the book is the same as reality.”

“En.” Ling Buyi nodded and remained silent.

“…Maybe it’s because I, the villain, died later, and the story became dull. It’s probably the story of the younger brother practicing and becoming a powerful player in the cultivation world. And we—you, me, and even Mo Sengyu, all It is a small character who appears several times in the second half of this novel.”

“Ah?” Cheng Huang was completely dumbfounded when he heard this.

Li Fenglan thought for a while, and said from a different perspective: “In other words, I already knew many things that happened later, and the people I will meet before I was reborn.”

Different from Cheng Huang, Ling Bujian has completely understood Li Fenglan’s meaning so far.

He wanted to know whether this world was real or not, and what relationship it had with that book.

“And then?” Ling Buyi asked suddenly, “Is our ending in the book the same as today?”

Hearing this, Li Fenglan shook her head and said: “It’s not the same, the ‘Li Fenglan’ in the book died of an accident, and when he died, he happened to be with Mo Shenyu.”

“So you’ve been wary of Mo Sengyu?” Ling Buyan finally smiled.

Li Fenglan also nodded embarrassedly and said: “Yes, although I don’t know why, but I have an intuition that he might be bad for me.”

“What happened to Mo Sengyu in the book?” Ling asked tirelessly.

“Let’s die together,” Li Fenglan said these four words without warning, “It was vaguely mentioned in “Tian Mian Dao Sheng” that Mo Sengyu and you suddenly had a conflict, and then Mo Sengyu stole the sword and betrayed the religion, and you fought , and eventually died together. I didn’t say your identities, I only hinted that you are not ordinary people.”

Hearing this, Ling Buyan stood up slowly.

He looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, wondering if he was digesting the information Li Fenglan just said, or he was doing something.

After a long time, he finally lowered his head and looked at Li Fenglan with a smile: “Fenglan, I know why.”